<![CDATA[Gawker: overshares]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: overshares]]> http://gawker.com/tag/overshares http://gawker.com/tag/overshares <![CDATA[Groom Tweets, Changes Facebook Relationship Status from the Altar]]> Yes, this actually happened: Dana Hanna, a Maryland computer programmer, whipped out a handheld device (hey-oh!) during his wedding, set his Facebook to "married," and Twittered. Just imagine what he has in store for the honeymoon

The whole incident was, naturally, promptly uploaded to YouTube; you can bask in its full matrimonial glory in the clip above. Bride Tracy Park had no idea Hanna was going to do this, according to TechCrunch, which is just as well, since now she can claim innocence in this ultimate monument to techno-narcissism.

At least it was intended as sort of parody. We hope.

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<![CDATA[Yahoo's CEO Is a Thumb Sucker]]> Quirky Yahoo chief Carol Bartz enjoys cursing like a sailor and "crawling into a hole" with chocolate. We now learn she also likes time outs: "I come home. I suck my thumb and don't talk to me." No problem. (Pic)

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<![CDATA[Twitter Founders' Down Market Favorites]]> The image associated with this post is best viewed using a browser.Twitter has reportedly been valued by investors at $1 billion. Oprah's on board. And the company's founders are set to headline the high-profile D conference tonight. So it's odd they seem to see their own product as a repository for jokes about cleavage, bird shit and killing Jason Calacanis.

Twitter allows its users to mark some tweets they find particularly amusing, insightful, witty, informative, or whatever as "favorites." Rifling through the founders' favorites is a pretty good way to get a sense of what they think Twitter is good for: crude jokes and narcissistic status updates. The below tweets are culled from the Favorites lists of co-founders Evan Williams, Biz Stone and Jack Dorsey. Dorsey is the one who faved the frat-boy-ish Calacanis item.





Ideally, from a business standpoint, Twitter executives would be highlighting innovative uses of the service — from hard news to customer support to more creative forms of tweeting — if only to help spread it to more users.

As Stone told the Wall Street Journal today, "we need to make Twitter the product more relevant to more people." Hopefully they'll highlight some ways to do that tonight at D. Because the founders are not always the best at doing so with their own tools.

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<![CDATA[This Is Not Why You're Fat]]> Eating one's own placenta after giving birth is a time-honored tradition in many countries. Oversharing on the Internet is a crazy new trend everywhere. When they combine, you get placenta panini pictures on Facebook!

Chrissy Schilling had a baby over the weekend. She and her twin sister Kathy Schilling froze the placenta and cooked it up two days later. Kathy told Momlogic.com:It's a good 6 lbs of meat that's just chock full of lingering blood, vitamins, and hormones that can still in part be transferred upon eating — even through cooking. When I cooked it, I cleaned the surface blood off of it, but kept anything that seaped out of it into the sauce. I know I was feeling pretty giddy while eating, so maybe that was some of the happy hormones effects taking place.

The "recipe" was pretty simple, but preparation was very fun! First, I washed off any clots and snipped/tore away the membrane. Websites suggested this, and I imagine it's because it'd be chewy. The umbilical cord required a pair of scissors to cut through and I had to marvel at how incredible tough that piece was! After it was pretty clean, I sliced it into bite-size chunks, and cooked it with the basic ingredients I mentioned on my Facebook album. The taste of the meat itself was surprisingly tasteful (I thought it'd be bland, but it absorbed the flavors of the ingredients very well). It wasn't TOUGH, but not sloppy either. Just the right kind of texture that I like.

Chrissy, the new mom, believes that eating her own placenta helped her milk come in. Here are pictures of a sandwich and pasta dish the sisters prepared:


Tom Cruise reportedly joked about eating Katie Holmes's placenta after Suri's birth. Guess he missed out!

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<![CDATA[5 Things We Wish We Could Undo on the Internet]]> Gmail has a new unsend feature — sort of like the broadcast delay in case Janet Jackson shows her nipple, but niftier because it's online! It made us think of other things people should undo.

Facebook Photo Unpost Ever regret drunkenly uploading that picture to Facebook? We know a couple of people who could have used this.

Twitter Undershare: Is there something you need to tell the entire Internet about? Actually, there probably isn't. But something about the message-broadcasting service seems to beg people to share too much, 140 characters at a time. You can delete posts, but they still end up sent to people's cell phones and indexed in search engines. Where's the "untweet" button?

Tumblr Unreblog: What happens when your girlfriend follows the same cutie you do on David Karp's kiddy blogging service, and notices your habit of reblogging the Tumblrette's every last quip, pic, and quote? Ah, for a way to instantly zap all of your reblogs! It's either that, or propose a threesome.

LinkedIn Snub: So you meet a "social media marketer" — i.e., someone trying to get paid to talk to their friends on Twitter all day — at a party. You grudgingly exchange business cards. The next day, you get the inevitable connection request on LinkedIn — even though you barely know the twit, let alone feel comfortable recommending their work. The feature LinkedIn needs: A way to politely acknowledge your interaction without actually exposing your whole list of industry connections to them.

Untexting: If AT&T, Verizon, Sprint, and T-Mobile can shuttle text messages from phone to phone through the magical ether, surely they can reach into your friends' devices and delete that hastily sent SMS before it's read and the damage is done.

Get to work, geeks! There's too much information on the Internet as it is. Time to make the world safe for undersharing!

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<![CDATA[Meathead Cop Learns Not To Give Police Brutality Advice Online]]> Meet Officer Vaughan Ettienne, the bodybuilder who learned the hard way you shouldn't write like a thug online, or a jury might just suspect you of mistreating a suspect.

Ettienne (not pictured above, that's Herc from The Wire) once posted the following under a video clip of a cop punching a handcuffed man, according to a New York Times metro article:

If he wanted to tune him up some, he should have delayed cuffing him... If you were going to hit a cuffed suspect, at least get your money’s worth ’cause now he’s going to get disciplined for a fagg-t-ass love tap!

(The Times omitted those last three words; we found the original and put them back in because, wow, he wrote like a thug and a homophobe?)

The officer later set his MySpace status to "devious." The next day, he affected the arrest of a man who claims Ettienne broke three of his ribs and then planted a gun on him to justify the use of excessive force.

Then, just before the trial over that incident, Ettienne wrote set his Facebook status to "Vaughan is watching Training Day to brush up on proper police procedure," referring to the movie about a brutal, dirty LA cop.

That was maybe not so bright. Ettienne, a champion bodybuilder and onetime steroid user (legally, he claims), told the Times he thinks of the internet as macho locker room, all about posing and braggadocio. "You want to run your mouth with the best of them," he told the paper.

And he knows he was stupid to write what he did, but insists "there were hundreds of comments I made that were positive."

The jury acquitted his suspect on the weapons charge, presumably on the strength of the defense's argument that the gun was planted. See? Sometimes dumb internet overshares can benefit society, provided the oversharer is both stupid and in a position of power.

(Pic: Herc from The Wire via)


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<![CDATA[Anderson Cooper Bites His Nails, Wonders If Obama Does]]> art.obama.ac.cnn.jpg To be fair, Anderson Cooper tonight asked the president some questions about serious topics, like the economy. Then the immaculately groomed CNN anchor turned his attention to Barack Obama's nails.

Cooper doesn't take home a purported $4 million per year salary by leaving his personality out of the story. Hence the AC360 host's inevitable blog post behind the scenes of his interview with Obama, which begins "the oval office is smaller than I thought it would be" and continues into a discussion of how hot Obama keeps his office, a description of the president as "cool," and then this, seemingly out of nowhere:

He was dressed neatly, and his nails trimmed. I still occasionally bite my nails, and long-term nail-biters like me tend to notice when someone else doesn’t.

Um, wait, what? Your nails what, now? Thanks for oversharing, Anderson. That was adorable. (Seriously.)

Then Cooper asked Obama about his smoking, his puppy search and his wicked cool car. We're especially appreciative of the "Keeping Them Honest" graphic open before those questions, since That One is known to be scandalously dishonest about puppies. Here:

And, OK, fine, here's a serious clip. About, uh, the president's habits in bed. Drat. Always with the double meanings, Anderson.

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<![CDATA[How Gwyneth Paltrow Takes Craps]]> It was inevitable from the moment Gwyneth Paltrow named her website "Goop" that it would come to this: advice from the movie star on bowel movements. Stop reading now.

Paltrow likes to starve — sorry, "detox" — herself once or twice a year. To "lose a few pounds" of "excess." Excess you can totally see in the November 14 picture above.

Last year's "cleanse" made Gwyneth hallucinate ("in a bad way") and may have damaged her liver. Goops! So Gwyneth, a dynamic and growing being of wisdom, decided to consult a doctor in advance this year.

He suggested yoga, sweating, "whole organic foods" and (apparently) a diet of vegetable purees, smoothies, "lemon water," "coconut water," "a handful of... pumpkin and sunflower seeds," "a handful of blueberries," you get the idea.

Also: Regular gooping. I mean pooping. Hell, why not both?! Let's have Gwyneth tell us about it:

If your bowel movements get sluggish, you can accelerate things by drinking half a cup of castor oil or using a mild herbal laxative. Bowel elimination is paramount for correct detoxification.

Also, further down:

Next week my fitness guru, Tracy Anderson, gives us an exclusive video to get our butt in shape for the new year!

That's nice, Gwyneth, but(t) this isn't why they call it "the Long Tail ." You're doing it wrong!

[via HuffPo]

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<![CDATA[Fox Newsers' Disturbing Internet Overshares]]> Fox News would like you to get to know its angry shouting heads a little bit better. Perhaps you'd like to know what sort of pants Sean Hannity doesn't wear on camera? Or the worst of Greta Van Susteren's college grades? Or who Bill O'Reilly has beaten to death with his bare hands? The name of Shep Smith's favorite piano bar? As TVNewser discovered, you can answer a disconcertingly high percentage of these questions on the"Fun Facts" section of Fox News' new Facebook page. All the disturbing profiles are after the jump. (Actually, Shep's is more immaculate than disturbing, but then that's about what you'd expect from the anchor, right?)

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<![CDATA[Mary Rambin Colonic Demands a Sequel]]> Oh, not again. Is this part of the goal of her startup Nonsociety—"liv[ing] differently"? It's Mary Rambin's second videoblogged colonic. Of course, the blog-your-colonic pioneer was Tracie from Jezebel. And Katie Couric underwent a colonscopy on her show, but that was to raise awareness of colon cancer, from which her husband died. This is more like ... raising awareness for unnecessary spa treatments. Internet: over. (Click for the video!) Update from Mary: "A shot of water up your ass to clean you out is helpful not harmful when done the right way. The procedure is certainly not “unnecessary.” Think of my video as a preventative measure against cancer. Our bodies store so many toxins from food (pesticides, chemicals, preservatives) and our bodies were not made to process and flush them out. We need help." Yes, we do. Here's her guide to eating healthy. OK, now click for the video, which should be taken as a public service announcement.


Colonic - Round 2 from Mary Rambin on Vimeo.

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<![CDATA[Neal Pollack, Stop Writing About Your Son Right This Instant]]> You might be wondering what Alternadad author Neal Pollack has been writing about lately. Oh, the same thing he's been writing about for years now—quotidian life with his five-year-old son, Elijah. (We've been on the campaign to make him stop.) Still? you might ask. Seriously? Yeah. But isn't Elijah going to hate him for this when he gets older? Yeah, probably! Latest essay: how he's trying to toughen up his son, who's a wuss like him.

A few months ago, I had a flashback. I was drunk and listless at a bar in Austin, Texas, 4 or 5 years ago, when I ran into a friend. He started giving me crap about something. My lizard brain stirred. I began to shriek, much like my son does when he's having a tantrum, and I flailed my hands crazily. I hit my ex-friend on the side of the face with a beer bottle, chipping one of his teeth. As the bouncer tossed me onto the street, I didn't feel tough. I felt like a drug-addled idiot.

I started thinking about what I'd tell my son in the future about that fight. Would he be proud of me? Probably not.

Actually, one drunken episode is fairly excusable. But Elijah ain't gonna be proud about the years of publicly-accessible essays chronicling his toddler foibles, including his crying jags and failure at karate.

Remember, privacy begins at home. The first step to stopping writing about your child is admitting you have nothing else to write about. Actually, Neal, you might try for a NYT Magazine story out of your struggle to stop child-blogging!

[MSN/Mens Health]

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<![CDATA[Mary Rambin Videoblogs Her Colonic]]> Hey, have you guys ever heard of a colonic? Dating columnist Julia Allison's best friend, "handbag designer" and failed-reality-show veteran Mary Rambin, has a very important public-service announcement to make: colonics are good for you! She made a video about them! [Style by Mary] Update: Oh, copycat! Tracie from Jezebel did this months ago.

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<![CDATA[British Sex Blogger Gives Up on Brit Men; Comes to New York]]> The most-emailed piece in London's Guardian yesterday is about British blogger Zoe Margolis: she's moving to New York to find fresh men who haven't read her personal sex blog, Girl With a One-Track Mind! (Love and labels, isn't that what Carrie Bradshaw said?) Her story is eeeeeerily familiar to us American oversharers; she blogged about her personal (sex) life and subsequently ruined it! "Four-and-a-half years ago, fingers hovering over a keyboard, I did something that, unbeknown to me, would change my life forever: I began to write about my sex life in explicit detail and then publish it, anonymously, on the internet on a blog..."

Being able to write secretly on my blog allowed me to highlight, through my female and feminist perspective, that if a woman enjoyed casual sex it did not make her 'dirty' or a 'slut' or pathological: it just meant she liked sex - and there was absolutely nothing wrong with that.

...Writing anonymously and not having to worry about people judging me, or about my violating others' privacy, I recounted, explicitly, the sex I had had, be it good or bad. I spared no detail, because I wanted to reflect the reality of sex in the most truthful way possible, in the hope that other women who read the blog would relate to my experiences, and that the men reading might unlearn some of the bad habits they'd seemingly picked up from the falsities of porn.

Little did I know that, a couple of years down the line, all my lovers, exes, friends, neighbours, colleagues and family would be reading the blog too. But that's exactly what happened when I lost my anonymity in August 2006.
Some nosy reporters found out who she was—but at least she got a book deal out of the outing. But dating—through friends, or on the Internet—became impossible. Everybody knew her as the sex diarist and got performance anxiety:
"Faced with a woman who's written about sex, Brit blokes are more liable to stare at the ceiling and nervously share their insecurities, rather than just getting stuck in, so to speak.

'I feel weird being in bed with the Girl with a One Track Mind,' one English guy said to me, as we lay side by side, not touching. 'You're not,' I sighed. 'You're in bed with Zoe.'"
Needless to say, her dating options across the pond are done, so now she's spending "increasing amounts of time" in New York, where she correctly notes that everybody writes about their sex life. Let's give her a big warm, New York-style welcome! (And, uh, don't blog here. We'll hunt you down and find you.)
[Guardian]

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<![CDATA[Mary Rambin NIPPLE ALERT]]> Whoa. If you have a personal blog that's routinely flensed on website like this one, it might not be a good idea to post a totally oversharey pic where we can seriously almost see your nipple and most of your breast. Then again? Considering that the handbag designer has an upcoming reality show with her friends, including dating columnist/Star mag's Julia Allison... it might just be genius. Checkmate! (Click for the, um, nipple.)

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<![CDATA[Hey, Sleeping Bloggers—Wake Up!]]> Here's an exercise in the Way We Live Now: visit some of our friends, the compulsive oversharers of the internet, and see how long it takes you to find a photo that they've snapped of themselves sleeping. Creepy, right? Click for the gallery!

From left to right: the fameball trio of an upcoming reality show: Star talking head Julia Allison, Meghan Asha, and Mary Rambin. Bottom: Glamour's fired dudeblogger Mike Cherico, Vimeo & CollegeHumor founder Jakob Lodwick, and musician Ryan Adams.

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<![CDATA[How Not To Quit Your Job]]> Should you find yourself (God be with you) working at a Los Angeles talent agency, and should you then have the good sense to quit after one week, try running your "Dear Ari" letter by a sober friend before you send it in. The career you save may be your own. Do note: This advice is applicable to many other places of employment, such as law firms, hedge funds, and Conde Nast. The letter follows.

——— Forwarded Message From: (redacted) Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2007 07:40:42 -0700 (PDT) To: (redacted) Subject: Please Read

Dear Mr. (redacted) and Mr. (redacted)

After much soul searching i have come to the decision that the position i have been training for is not for me. I had to experience it myself to truly know for sure. I tried, and i learned a lot. Its important for you both to know that i have a huge heart, and that i am an extremely passionate person. I love that about me and i don't want that to change or grow cold. I don't want to hide from my creative side and dive into talent management because it seems safer. I remember you said, i need to stop doubting myself. If that's the case then i need to pursue to my true goals. Jeff you are one of the top notch guys in the talent rep business. You took a chance on me, you told me that you saw something in me and gave me a job, I'll never forget that. This isn't about having thick skin, its about figuring out how i can be happy & truly enjoy what i do without sacrificing who i am, or caring so much about proving people right or wrong. I am after all, a story teller and a dreamer (I always have been ) I enjoy working on a set & feeling like i am part of the art as its being made. I want to inspire people by making films one day that move them; socially conscious projects that carry a message. I am so thank full for the opportunity to come into your office and learn how your side of the business works. I don't feel that my training has cost you anything as Mike was able to maintain all opps and train me at the same time. Also you will have him long enough to find a replacement for me. I know you may feel let down and very disappointed and i hate to put you through that. I realize that you might think self-doubt got the best of me, buts that not the case. You empowered me to think long and hard about what i really want and i realized that i had to make a
choice about this and standy by it.

I really love and appreciate you guys and the time you have invested in me. I will mail back the key card for parking, i suggest you put stop on any check that might be out for it. I dont feel well, so i will be available if you need to reach me around this afternoon.

All My Best,

(redacted)
310.xxx.xxxx

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<![CDATA[Angelina Jolie Still Coming To Terms With Decision To Reproduce Biologically]]> It's been far too long since orphan-addicted baby-collector Angelina Jolie has opened up about her complicated feelings on biological childbirth, a selfish practice that invariably disrupts the color-coordinated harmony of any painstakingly racially balanced brood. But Jolie is once again ready to defend her still-controversial decision to use her uterus instead of a Third World nation's adoption system to add to her family last year, this time to Reader's Digest:

"Before I met Brad, I always said I was happy never to have a child biologically. He told me he hadn't given up that thought. Then, a few months after Z came home, I saw Brad with her and Mad, and I realized how much he loved him, that a biological child would not in any way be a threat. So I said, 'I want to try.' "

But only if such a risky rationalization could be so simple! Jolie goes on to explain:

"As kids get older, it's harder for them to be adopted. ... Something changed for me with Shiloh. We had Mad and Z, and neither looked like Mommy or Daddy. Then suddenly somebody in the house looked like Mommy and Daddy. It became clear to us that it might be important to have somebody around who is similar to the other children so they have a connection. Mad's very excited that his brother is from Asia."

In the end, it seems that correcting the clan's untenable 3:2 Caucasian-to-other ratio eased her lingering anxiety about Shiloh's disruptive effect on the family, and she resisted the impulse to "accidentally" leave the baby behind at Pax's Vietnamese orphanage in an attempt to circumvent the country's stringent "no trading" adoption rules.

[Image: Kate's Studio]

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